Tonight was a bad night. This psychotic alcoholic was hammering on my door and he looked blood thirsty from the peep hole. I was tempted to give him a knife from my kitchen. I would then instruct him to stab me as hard as he could with it. I always get strange feelings like that. Luckily I didn't do anything like that, but the temptation was so strong this time. I wish it would just stop.